Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"What?"

As soon as she asked, she saw a smirk on Ling Che's face.

"you."

Then he picked up Qiao Ruyi from the sofa and carried her directly on his shoulder.

"what!"

Qiao Ruyi screamed in surprise and was carried up to the second floor by him with one hand. Only then did she react and her face turned red with embarrassment.

"are not you tired?"

He has been coming every day these days, several times a day, and she is about to be crushed. Doesn't he feel tired?

"Not tired."

Her soft body was a fatal temptation to him. He couldn't get enough of eating her every day, so how could he be tired?

Besides, this amount of exercise is nothing to him.

When Qiao Ruyi heard this, she flapped her legs and tried to struggle.

She knew how strong Ling Che's wolf nature was, and once he started, he wouldn't stop until he was full.

One or two times will definitely not satisfy him.

She was wearing a short house skirt, and when Ling Che carried her on his shoulders, the hem of her skirt just fell on her snow-white thighs.

"Snapped!"

Ling Che slapped her fair thigh lightly, signaling her not to move.

Entering the bedroom and throwing her on the bed, he looked down at her with a teasing smile on his lips, "Are you tired?"

Qiao Ruyi nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice, her eyes filled with sincerity.

She is really tired.

Ling Che, in a playful mood, pressed down on her and said, "Then you should exercise more."

Without waiting for her to answer, he stripped off her clothes in a few seconds, and her snow-white skin was reflected in his eyes.

Just as he was about to take the next step, his cell phone rang.

He ignored it, his eyes full of seductive desire.

The phone kept ringing, which somewhat ruined the atmosphere.

Qiao Ruyi pushed him, her face flushed, and motioned him to answer the phone.

Ling Che stood up, picked up the phone, and his eyes dimmed.

Then he picked up the phone and responded briefly.

Qiao Ruyi couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone, but she saw Ling Che's face gradually darkening as he answered the phone.

The lust in his eyes gradually faded away.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Che pulled the quilt over Qiao Ruyi's exposed body and said, "Sorry, I have to go out for a while."

Qiao Ruyi was a little dazed. She had taken off all her clothes, and that was it?

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ling Che hesitated, "In the evening..."

"Not coming back?" she asked.

"Ah."

Qiao Ruyi's heart sank as well. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and looked away. "Go ahead and get busy."

Ling Che looked at her deeply for a few seconds and said, "Wait for me at home."

After saying that, he hurried out the door.

For a moment, silence returned to the huge villa.

Only a European-style wall clock was ticking.

It coincided with the sound of Qiao Ruyi's heartbeat.

She sank deeply into the soft bed, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and gently closed her eyes.

Ling Che has always been particularly domineering in matters of the bed, and every time he is allowed to do what he wants until he is satisfied.

Who or what could make him so self-controlled that he put back the sword that was about to be unsheathed?

This person must have immeasurable weight in his heart.

Qiao Ruyi didn't dare to delve into it.

There is a name in my heart that is about to come out.

She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth in self-mockery, and her eyes felt a little sore.

Since when did she start to worry about Ling Che?

The feelings that were once hidden so deeply can no longer be hidden.

......

The machine in the ward was flashing red and green lights, and the screen of the machine next to it displayed various complex data.

"Dr. Mike, how's the situation?"

Outside the ward, the man was about to light a cigarette, but suddenly thought of something and put out the light.

The foreign man named Mike was wearing a white coat, with deep facial features and a pair of white transparent glasses on his high nose bridge.

"I just called you because she suddenly had a strong coughing reaction. We took immediate measures and she is now safe."

Hearing that she was safe, Ling Che breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look into the ward.

Through the huge transparent glass, his eyes fell on the nest-shaped bed in the room.

Lying there was a large, gray female wolf.

She slept peacefully, remarkably docile.

"What's causing the cough?" he asked.

"It's a bronchial problem caused by the lungs," Mike said, "but I've already been given medication, so it's not a big problem."

"Momo's health has been slowly deteriorating since she returned home." Ling Che looked at Mike with deep eyes and said firmly, "I need you to do everything you can to prolong her life."

"Boss Ling," Mike said, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Generally speaking, a wolf's lifespan is up to twenty years. She's already sixteen, which is the equivalent of eighty in human terms... She's simply too old. Even if we use high-tech medical treatment, perhaps extending her lifespan by another three to five years, her biological makeup will already make her old."

Long before Ling Che returned to China, he had someone spend a large sum of money to buy thousands of acres of land in the suburbs far away from the city and build it into the Ling Palace.

The huge manor employs the world's top veterinary team and biological science research team.

No one would have thought that the purpose of his doing this was actually for a female wolf.

No one knew what this she-wolf meant to Ling Che, and no one dared to ask.

When Ling Che brought her back to China, the female wolf was in her middle age, strong and energetic.

She really liked the manor that Ling Che had personally decorated for her, and she ran freely in the man-made forest.

But within two years, her physical condition began to decline, and her strength and running speed were no longer as good as before.

She has been suffering from minor illnesses over the past few years, and it is the medical team that has kept her healthy until now.

She has long lost her former vitality.

Birth, aging, sickness and death are the laws of nature.

No one can change the world or nature.

Ling Che understood this principle, but he didn't want to admit it.

Breaking the unlit cigarette in his hand, Ling Che's eyes were filled with a distant expression. "What if I let her go? Will she feel better?"

Set her free, let her return to the wolf pack, can she survive?

Mike shook his head. "She's been with you abroad for so many years, and then she returned to China with you alone. She no longer has the scent of a wild wolf, nor has she lost her original animal nature. She now smells like a human. If you let her go back, no wolf pack will accept her. Instead, they'll attack her."

The implication is that if she is released back, death will also await her.

Ling Che lowered his eyes, his expression unclear, "Then let her live. I need her to live!"

Seeing how determined he was, Mike looked at the female wolf named MOMO with his lake-blue eyes and nodded, "I understand."